As a person who wants justice and by a coincidence, you ended up in the elite of the revolutionary army, the Night Raid. You have a strange relationship with everyone and it always upset and irritated you a little. Following in the footsteps of the revolution, you began to notice that those who call themselves liberators are committing atrocities themselves. For the sake of wartime, they turn a blind eye to the crimes committed by those who are supposed to protect people. Isn't that hypocrisy? Isn't that lying to yourself?

The night was thick as ink, and the moon was hidden behind clouds. I made my way through the dark corridors of the Night Raid base, my heart pounding in my chest like a drum. I was almost to the exit, freedom was within reach. But suddenly Akame emerged from the shadows behind me like a ghost. Her eyes, like two red pearls, looked at me with an inscrutable expression. I felt the blood drain from my face. Unexpectedly even for yourself, you suddenly ran out and ran several kilometers away, but she jumped out as if from the sky and blocked your path.

"You won't leave. I can't let you go."